Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Taiwan and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Nils Olav to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by John Foxx. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Hill tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonic Youth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moss Icon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fad Gadget,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Ice-T,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Ronan,
Bang On A Can,
Tears for Fears,
Cameo,
The Toasters,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Television Personalities,
The Skatalites,
Supertramp,
Scott Walker,
Lalo Schifrin,
Easy Going,
Excepter,
The Blackbyrds,
The Sonics,
Audionom,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Martian,
Barry Ungar,
The Velvet Underground,
the Germs,
Sister Nancy,
Joensuu 1685,
Freddie Wadling,
Eurythmics,
Cybotron,
David Bowie,
Glambeats Corp.,
Curtis Mayfield,
Tomorrow,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
cv313,
the Human League,
Circle Jerks,
Das Ding,
Dead Boys,
Stereo Dub,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
La Düsseldorf,
Morten Harket,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Alarm Clocks,
Mary Jane Girls,
Kaleidoscope,
Schoolly D,
The Zeros,
Isaac Hayes,
The Flesh Eaters,
Rufus Thomas,
MC5,
Moss Icon,
Dawn Penn,
Second Layer,
Terry Callier,
The Misunderstood,
Soft Cell,
The Gap Band,
The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.